I spent the weekend moving around various locations eating. Girls night on Saturday for dinner, curry, squealing and discussions about our children and how staying at home is harder than going to work. ( but both rewarding in there own way)
I went to a friends- from- work- BBQ on Sunday where a group of 7 intelligent women set fire to the BBQ not in a way it is suppose to be set on fire and our solution, momentarily, was to chuck the entire BBQ in the pool. Luckily we came to our senses and smothered it with an old towel. The level of calm was hilarious. We all just looked at it thinking " this is not good but let's not panic' - looking around the room, and considering the occupations of those present it was where you would want to be in a crisis.
Sunday night Chef cooked and some friends came over.